Time Well Wasted

I'munna be so dead tomorrow.

^^

I'm going to be the biggest bitch to John and Wendy.

I'm going to be so fucking miserable at the world.

But I am working all day and most of the evening!

So there you go, right?

I've paid my dues, time after time. I've done my sentence, but commited no crime...

!!!!

OH WAIT, THAT'S THE REST OF YOU.

Bwa ha ha ha. [[And if you don't know what I'm talking about, you're better off not knowing. Seriously.]]

I have a new hobby. It is certainly not collecting stamps.

But yes. This will either decrease the already scant slashy updates. Or will possibly set fodder for new and more frequent ones.

Hopefully the second...

*ahem*

In other, totally unrrelated news: I can't figure out if I love having my neck bitten, or I hate it... But they tell me that it's a fine, fine line. [*resists urge to break into song*]

..........

*breaks into song anyways!*

..........

Only I suppose that song is not really appropriate, is it?

I'm sure I can think of a few from Rocky Horror that would fit better...

I don't know why everything has to be on seperate lines. Asthetics?

*ahem*

Going to bed as soon as I shut that movie off.

Niiiiiiiiiiight!!

Annnnnd: ACTION!

*puts on tinfoil-lined crash helmet and moon boots*

*equips self with numerous shuriken and Viking broadsword*

*pulls out science textbook*

*gets Ryan on the phone*

*waits nervously*

*is joking about the mooboots*

Conversations with Mom

Bright this morning:

MOTHER: [on a cell phone, somewhere between Florida and my house] So, Linda says you had an interesting night last night.
ME: OH SHIT. Linda, you sold me out! Oh crap, she's going to kill me and a half. I'm so fucked. Wait, wait, no. Just deny. Deny everything. Play dumb. Only speak in Spanish, throw her off. Deny, deny, deny! Yeah, maybe.
MOTHER: Yeah, a whole night of staying in and holeing up in your room, lit up by the grey shadows of the computer moniter.
ME: Ehhh.... mostly.
MOTHER: We need to get you a boyfriend or something.
ME: Or something...
MOTHER: But where would we find a boy with such a lack of self respect and such low standards? [[She was joking]]
ME: Ashburn?
MOTHER: What?
ME: ...I'm going to be late for work Mother, I'll see you when you get home.
MOTHER: Yep, love you.
ME: Love you too, Mother.
*hang up*
ME: I mean, "sucker"!

But then she got home. Her and Hailey had just pretty much pulled in the driveway. I went out to help them bring in their stuff...

HAILEY: *sees me, bursts out laughing*
MOTHER: *smile*
COLLEEN: *shiver and confusion*
MOTHER: So...
HAILEY: *smacks my shoulder, continues to laugh*
COLLEEN: *shiver, smack Hailey, is confused* Yes?
MOTHER: How was everything while we were gone? School? Work? Pets? Kissing Colin?
HAILEY: *dying laughing*
COLLEEN: New semester's fun, work is ass, killed all your animals and what was that last part? Sorry, didn't quite catch it. You'll have to speak a little louder next time.
MOTHER: I can't even go away for two weeks without coming home to find you kissing boys.
COLLEEN: Sorry Mom. Next time it will be girls.
MOTHER: Did I ever mention how much of a nice boy that Colin is?
COLLEEN: See? It's all a matter of perspective.